User blog comment:Biggren/The Northern March Original/@comment-3135907-20150416030247/@comment-3135907-20150602020455

The foursome soon arrived at their destination. Bardlin stood up from his position behind the sea-scoured boulder. "Yer blood good an' pumpin' from runnin', eh? Good. I'll need yer all good an' ready. They're up there in that copse yonder. Ain't moved much since I ferst set me glims on 'em, but we can't know if this opportunity'll last long. Wot d'ye suggest, Cap'n Serrano?"